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Sing With Me
 
Like my song? Though it's rather long,
the message is loud and clear.
Hear the beat and tap your feet,
so pleasant to my ear.

Drum beats pound the rhythm sound,
guitar strums tuneful chords.
No big dance band, you understand,
this is the most I can afford.

My lyrics do the trick for you?
Yes, I fancy myself quite the poet;
plenty of rhyme and rhythm beats time,
sing with me, 'less you don't know it.

What's that you say? No more today?
I thought you liked my song.
Don't hold your ears, please dry those tears,
...seems I've been given the gong.



form: triquatrain


By cherryk

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This Poem is part of a Challenge: FOS - AnyFORM Goes - rhythm(s) sound(s) (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: FOS - AnyFORM Goes - rhythm(s) sound(s) (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: FOS - AnyFORM Goes - rhythm(s) sound(s) (challenge has been closed)


This Poem is part of a Challenge: FOS - AnyFORM Goes - rhythm(s) sound(s) (challenge has been closed)


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